O.K....OK. Only about half way through this thread but I got one. Several years ago I flew with a gal that had a personality like 80 grit sandpaper. Self admitted - she didn't fit in at her last corporate job, where apparently she didn't get her pick of the flying assignments and blamed the good ole boy club. "The boys" all poked fun at her and gave her all the poopy jobs around the hangar, like cleaning the lavs on the bizjets. She admitted again that while doing so, she would then take the used cleaning rags from the chitter floor and wipe down everything in the cockpit including the O2 masks.
Why did she feel safe telling me all of this? I never left her alone in the cockpit, nor with any of my stuff!